DoomPet

Chapter 48 (TW: NSFW)

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The Slayer woke up to the gentle murmur of the city, and he had one thing on his mind. Which was odd. Well, not the fact that a single thing was on his mind, that was a normal everyday occurrence. He constantly thought about demons and his crusade, but this wasn't about demons.

At first he was confused at what he was feeling. He laid on the couch staring up at the ceiling, fiddling with his thumbs, trying to work out what his brain was telling him to feel. Emotions were rarely his strong suit, but he soon realized what had to be done. Reluctantly, he sat up.

He hadn't felt like this since the invasion first started in this world and he was freed from his coffin.

He was horny.

Now sure he had done horny things with Crüe but this was completely his own body and mind getting him riled up for nothing. He debated waiting until the demon came home to help him, but wouldn't want to make him uncomfortable if he didn't want to fuck at the moment.

He wasn't hard yet but he could feel it quickly coming on. The urge to resist the feeling did pop up in the man's mind, but his dick vetoed that idea quickly.

"Fine, fine." He sat up with a groan and realized he didn't have his suit. Honestly, he hadn't masturbated without his suit since he began his hell crusade. Perhaps that was a sign to try something new.

Feeling his dick throb against his underwear forced his attention back to getting his rocks off. Reaching out to the coffee table, he grabbed his phone. His first three searches were:

"Internet privacy VPN download."

"How to know if the ARC is reading my search history?"

And finally

"Porn..."

He stopped on the last search, taking a moment to even remember what he was into. The idea of watching two dudes hardcore fuck was somewhat unappealing. A woman's body didn't seem appealing. He sat with his phone in his hand, scrolling through generic porn categories, uninterested in most of them. His free hand was cupping his crotch, occasionally giving it a little rub.

Eventually, he got up and walked in the bedroom, realizing that Samuel could open their apartment door at any second. As he sat down on the side of the bed, he finally spotted something good.

It was an extremely generic video with two dudes jerking each other off. It was a little raunchy but not too hardcore for him. His face flushed as the video started and a familiar short tune played out before the show began.

The two started kissing and doing the generic opening of nearly every porno.

The Slayer watched intensely, slowly hooking his fingers into his waistband and pulling down the elastic. He stripped everything under the belt naked.

His dick was twitching, fully erect and basically screaming at him to fucking go. He honestly debated if he even needed the porn he could probably masturbate to a houseplant and get his rocks off just as good he was so horny.

He took it in his hand and began stroking, slowly. It was so sensitive compared to just humping his own hands. Leaning back against the headboard, he groaned and squeezed his eyes shut, enjoying the feeling. His breath was getting faster and faster with each stroke.